Exchange Student at Xiuzhen Academy

Ji Lan's consciousness was not completely dispersed, but he quickly took it back.

He narrowed his eyes hesitantly, and for a moment he seemed to hear a "Rebeh", but it was so vague that he wasn't sure if he heard it clearly.What's more, the seal tied to his soul has disappeared, so he shouldn't have this feeling anymore.

The original owner was unaware of all the changes.

Seeing that the ancestor stopped, he realized that he was weak again, and he choked up a bit: "I... am going to die?"

Ji Lan recovered: "It's still early."

The original owner saw that he started to speed up after speaking, and even broke a branch to defend the sword, and asked in a daze, "Where are you going?"

Ji Lan said: "The refining room."

The original owner said: "Where is the baby?"

He reacted, "Oh yes, you said that this is the alchemy sect, so you want to open my eyes before I die? I like it!"

Ji Lan thought heartlessly, and said, "I'm going to see if you still have a chance."

Original owner: "!!!"

The surprise came so suddenly that he couldn't believe it.

Although they had only known each other not long ago, he could still feel that the ancestor was a cold-hearted master.This kind of person has always been hard-hearted, why can he change his mind?

He wanted to ask why, but he was afraid that he would lose the chance to ask, so he stammered, "Really, really?"

Ji Lan said: "It depends on whether their things can still be used."

The original owner was afraid of disturbing him on his way, so his voice was much softer: "What if it doesn't work?"

Ji Lan said: "Then you can go on the road with peace of mind."

The original owner: "..."

No, I'm not at ease!

The sun was getting hotter and hotter, and the wind brought by Yujian even dyed the temperature.

Ji Lan flew all the way to a position close to the top of the mountain, circled around half a circle, found a cave covered by vines, and waved away the weeds and dust.

The original owner followed him in, and saw that the cave was unobstructed, about forty square meters.

A magic circle is engraved on the ground in the center, and a rusty stove is placed on the magic circle.In addition, there are bits of broken copper and iron and black residue scattered in the corners, and the whole is as simple as a slum.

He always felt that the ancestor was cheating on him: "Isn't it the refining room?"

Ji Lan said: "This is it."

"..." The original owner talked more when he was nervous, "Spirit beast garden puts such a magnificent stone tablet, and the refining room only has one hole? Ah well...their animal breeders are too scarce, so the welfare is better than that of refining. Yeah?"

Ji Lan laughed out loud, checked the magic circle and confirmed that it was working, and then explained a few words.

This is the top of the mountain where the Spirit Beast Garden is located. There will be some temporary alchemy rooms on the mountain, so it is relatively simple.Of course there is a high-level refining room in the Seven Star School, but the outside is full of large formations, and it is impossible to get in with this body's cultivation.

The original owner understood in seconds.

Because his strength is too stretched, he can only use defective products.

His liver trembled: "Then can I do this? No, how do you want to save me?"

Ji Lan said: "Turn you into a magic weapon."

The original owner said: "--what?"

"Natural Artifact." Ji Lan said, picked up the stove and threw it aside, pointed at it as a sword, and carved a circle of spirit-gathering formations outside the refining formation.

Halfway through the engraving, he felt a sense of loss of strength. He stopped slightly, and then continued engraving without changing his expression.

The aptitude of this body is too poor, only the third level of Qi Refining.Although his spiritual sense is powerful, he can only use some small spells. It is better to suppress it with spiritual sense like searching for souls, but it is a bit reluctant to use magic circles like this, not to mention that he is an imperial guard along the way. The one who came with the sword had already consumed part of his aura, and soon became stretched.

He only felt fine-grained pain gradually coming from his limbs and bones, and his aura was slowly exhausted.

After the last stroke, he staggered and fell to his seat, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The original owner hadn't dared to make a sound since he carved the first pen, and was shocked when he saw this: "Old ancestor!"

"It's okay." Ji Lan's tone didn't change at all. If you didn't look at his bloodless face, you wouldn't feel his weakness.

Seeing that the spirit-gathering array was activated, he slowly brought up the refining array, and seeing the blood sprayed in the refining array, he said, "It just so happens that you don't need to cut your fingers and bleed."

The original owner was confused: "What do I need to do?"

Ji Lan said: "Just hold on."

"Cultivators generally need to establish a foundation or a golden core to have a natal magic weapon. The natal magic weapon connects the soul and holds half of the monk's life." He breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Your cultivation level can't reach it, but The soul can be separated from the body by accident, so you can barely try it. If the soul enters the magic weapon and cultivates slowly in the magic weapon, when your body reaches the Nascent Soul or Transformation God, you may be able to recover your mind and come out of the magic weapon."

He didn't fool this brat, he really couldn't save him.

The method used now belongs to the slant of the sword, and it is completely unclear whether it will be successful.

Ji Lan held down the center of his eyebrows, pulled out the remnant soul and threw it into the refining array, then took out the jade pendant, erased his own consciousness inside, and threw it in to add an auxiliary material for him, saying: "Your blood and soul, you can refine your soul." Whether this body's natal magic weapon can live is up to you, so go."

The original owner understood, and shouted with the last of his strength before his consciousness disappeared: "I will try to survive, but ancestor, you can hurry up and practice! My aptitude is so poor, can you be a nascent baby? Why don't you Say a few more words..."

His voice became lower and lower, and was quickly swallowed by the refining array.

Ji Lan casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, sat down on the spot, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

The refining array turned for two hours and then gradually stopped.

Ji Lan felt the pull of her body and knew that the little boy had survived.

The natal magic weapon fits with the owner, and some will have a very distinctive personal style. He doesn't know what the little boy will refine, so he wakes up from the samadhi and looks forward.

I saw a basketball-sized beckoning cat standing in the center of the circle, made of jade, yellow and white, with a small crown on its head.

It held one paw, and the other held the display screen across its chest, looking a bit like a slot machine.

There are names on the natal artifact, Ji Lan didn't see it in front of him, so he turned it around a little bit in the air, and saw two large characters on the cat's back: Gou Ming.

Ji Lan: "..."

A beckoning cat named "Gou Ming".

The two words express the owner's mood vividly. The Lucky Cat wants to have good luck. The slot machine means that he always spends money to gamble on luck. As for the little crown... probably refers to his desire to grow up?

As a natal magic weapon, there are too many elements.

Ji Lan was silent for two seconds, thinking that the little boy who had been plagued had sunk into the magic weapon and couldn't come out to talk about what he thought, so he had to give up and waved to the magic weapon.

Lucky Cat sensed the call from its body, turned into a beam of light and flew towards him, and wrapped it around his wrist as a bracelet.The bracelet is a red string with a miniature cat hanging on it, which is not ugly for boys to wear.

He got up and left the refining room.

The aura had only recovered a little, and instead of using the sword, he walked slowly down the mountain.

For more than 3000 years, [-]% of the spirit beasts died, and those who survived would either go dormant, or be like flame pigs and birds, and the spirit beast eggs were preserved.As he walked and watched, he bumped into another flame pig bird not long after.

Yanzhuniao was sleeping, and Ji Lan stepped on a broken branch when passing by and scared it.

It howled immediately, jumped out of the grass to look at him, and made an offensive posture.

Ji Lan happened to be looking for a chance to try the little brat's magic weapon, so she tore off the bracelet to turn it back into a beckoning cat, holding its raised paw and pressing down.

There was a "ding" sound, and a line of words appeared on the screen: (R) Mushroom.

Before he understood what this meant, he felt a soundless wave of air blowing away.

With him as the center, all living things within a ten-meter radius have become mushrooms, except for the ignorant plants—including himself.

Yanzhuniao was jumping and rushing towards him, but suddenly fell from the air and fell into a mushroom.

The two mushrooms stared at each other silently half a meter apart, and neither of them could move.

Lucky Cat turned into a bracelet and went back after shaking the prize, eliminating the last trace of "someone".The living things around were dead silent, only the rustling of the leaves being blown by the breeze could be heard.

Ji Lan was silent.

He has been fighting since he was sensible.

Fighting with those brothers and sisters, fighting with the right way who wanted to imprison him, fighting with the seal that was bound, fighting with his body that was only a hundred years old... all the way until now, his heart seldom softened, but every time he softened Once you have made a decision, you will carry it out no matter how difficult it is, and you will never regret it.

This is the first time that a little regret has arisen.

Ji Lan squatted on the ground like a mushroom, reviewing why she wanted to save the little bastard who was suffering from the plague, wouldn't it be good to just watch him die?

But it's too late to think about it now.

It was a foregone conclusion, he didn't want to spend too much time on regret, so he began to count the time to see how long he could squat.

The sun is getting brighter and brighter, and it is gradually approaching noon.

Just when Ji Lan felt that the shiitake mushrooms in front of him were about to wilt, he suddenly noticed someone approaching, his heart shivered, and he focused.

Before Lou Yu entered the secret realm, he gave the teachers and students of the Cultivation Academy a body-protecting spell.

Fa Jue has not been touched, so he ignored the teacher's letter and checked it after the main peak formation was dismantled. He learned that there was a master here, and there was something that seemed to be able to become a student.

This time, all the top students from the four comprehension academies are here, so there is no room for loss.

He told them to stay in the camp and finish dealing with the matter on the main peak, so he came here to have a look.

As a result, his spiritual consciousness swept across the entire mountain, but he didn't find the so-called master, but there was a kid in the Qi refining period.

He thought he might really be a student, so he went to find someone nearby and found sporadic mushrooms on the ground.

These mushrooms all carried the aura of the same person. He traced the clues and saw the culprit squatting in the grass.

Ji Lan met his eyes directly, knowing that he could see her, and looked at him calmly.

This man is tall and long-legged, with excellent facial features and extraordinary handsomeness.

He has neat short hair, wears black casual clothes, looks a little lazy, with one hand in his trouser pocket, and he is extremely relaxed.

The most important thing is that with Ji Lan's eyesight, he can't see his cultivation.

There are two possibilities, either it was affected by the transformation, or... the man's cultivation level is higher than his own.

Lou Yu didn't think too much about it, because in his opinion, this is a little devil with the third level of refining Qi.

But this pile of mushrooms is quite interesting. He smiled and asked, "How long have you been squatting?"

Ji Lan looked back in silence.

Lou Yu said, "Oh, you can't speak."

He had no intention of dispelling the spell at all. He reached out and grabbed the big tree next to him, took out a palm-sized wooden flower pot, moved the mushroom into it, and said with a smile, "It's okay, I'm not in such a hurry to know, You continue to be quiet."

Ji Lan: "..."

He made a note of this man.